Now, I don't pretend to know more about Inca mythology
than the archaeologists do, but I have rather latched
onto Inti as my character, and so, over time, I developed a sort of background
story for him. I doubt I will ever write it all out in story form, because I have
zero story writing talent, but I have worked out a sort
of timeline, which is just going to have to do till I can mentally transfer
everything I've ever thought about Inti into somebody
who can sort it all out into some semblance of a story.

A thousand years ago in Peru, in the capital city of Cuzco, at the temple
to the sun, a priest and a priestess had a son they called Inti.
 He was raised up in temple life, so it was expected
that he would become a priest himself when he came
 of age. What they didn't expect was the amazing
dedication he showed to his duties and to the gods. This dedication
 eventually gained the attention and admiration of the gods themselves.

Over the years, Inti's favor with the gods grew, until there was talk
among them of granting Inti with his own god hood. There seemed to be no
 good reason not to, and though it had never been done before, the gods
thought of Inti as a sort of a link to the human mind,
an insight into their subjects that they had never had before.
Inti was given god hood and the sun was given to him as his domain.

There was a problem, however. Inti didn't like being a god. His mortal family
continued to age and eventually his loved ones began to die off, while he
remained as young as he had been he day he was elevated to god hood. First his parents,
then his siblings and his wife, all his old friends, then finally his children left him, till he felt
completely cut off from humanity. It was as though the
whole world was moving past him, but he could not follow.

The loneliness and the strain of his duties slowly took its toll on him.
He also began to get frustrated with the way his elders dealt with affairs
 on earth. They seemed to him callous and petty. All his life he'd served them
without question, but without the great sense of awe to blind him now,
he realized how misplaced his loyalty had been.

Inti went to the elders and asked them if it was possible for him to be released f
rom his duties. He felt he had earned the right to return to as normal
 a human life as he could make for himself. The gods flatly turned him down,
saying that his responsibilities weren't finished simply because he had
served for a human lifetime, and that he
must stop thinking of time in human terms.

Inti came away from the meeting angry and bitter. He felt betrayed, robbed
of the way his life was supposed to be. He tried to follow the elders' decision,
but his anger seemed to intensify the more he tried to
suppress it. It began to damage his performance and his mind. He started to see
things through a slightly warped glass, and it made
him reckless. Inti made the decision that he would
have his freedom to live and die by any means necessary.

He started to bother the elders incessantly, alternately begging and cajoling,
hoping to make them so weary of his presence that they would be
happy to see him gone. They did grow tired of him very quickly, but
that only served to close them off to Inti, and he was ignored with even
greater determination. Unfortunately, they discounted
the possibility of Inti becoming dangerous.

Yet Inti's desperation made him very dangerous. If the gods had been
paying attention, they'd have noticed that Inti was becoming almost
unrecognizable. His rage was so great that it
manifested in his appearance so that he looked more like a demon than a god.
 If they'd been paying attention, they might have been able to stop him
from what he did next-  to make the ultimate expression
of rebellion against the gods, he took Cuzco hostage.

The people of Cuzco relied heavily on the sun for all aspects of their
lives, but Inti turned the sun they loved into a genocidal
weapon.  He scorched their crops, killed their livestock and
dried up their water. The people cried out for help, and the gods ,
intending to come up against Inti, found that they didn't have to-
Inti gave up without a fight.

It had never been Inti's intention to make his country mates
pay for what the gods had done, but he was so deep into his delirium
that he didn't realize he'd crossed the line until he was on the other side.
Now that he had gained their attention, he went quietly to
his trial, ready to accept whatever punishment they deemed fit.
The blaze seemed to have died out.

As it happened, the gods surprised Inti by being lenient. They told him to leave Earth,
a severe punishment, but nowhere near what he was expecting. With
 the whole spectrum of realms open to him, Inti had no idea what to do. Then
he heard that a goddess named Rai in a far away realm called Medeva was putting
together a pantheon of hand-picked elementals to rule in her
absence while she and her husband traveled. Inti considered his chances rather slim,
but it was a direction, and he chose to take it. After speaking to him for only a short while,
Rai came to the decision, against the advice of her peers, that she would take a chance on
Inti and let him in. Inti was overwhelmed at the welcome he was
given, but determined not to betray the trust of his Lady.

Inti was welcomed similarly by the other inductees to the Medeva pantheon,
and he quickly struck up a friendship with Rai's adopted daughter
 Nijia, a yellow raptor foundling. Being a part of this pantheon gave Inti a
sense of purpose and family in a way that the Earth gods never did.
However, Inti was now very aware of the things he was capable of, and he never
wanted to be responsible for such destruction again. That is why to this day he
keeps his bizarre, demonic appearance, so that he
can never look into the mirror without being reminded of what he was,
and what he must never become again.